Take Her Inside

“She's distraught, and clearly in need of changing. Take her inside, get her out of that wet diaper, and clean up the moisture. "

DC: 20

1d100: 63

Success!

+1 corruption

Nancy's Corruption: 1

Nancy nodded along to the calm voice as it explained the situation. It was almost a comfort to hear it, a clear thought as the rest of her brain scrambled. The longer she thought about the suggestion, the more she heard it in her own voice.

This was her idea, born of her concern for Beth. She didn’t want to do it, but she would, for her friend. “Bethy you’re… distraught. I need to change you. Let’s get you inside.”

“Distraught?” Beth tasted the strange word.

“Distraught,” Nancy said again, trying to make it sound natural. With a grunt, she got Beth to her feet, and went for the door.

As Nancy searched for her keys, Beth latched on her arm. “I’m sorry I gave your dad a blow job, that wasn’t my fault. Kitty made a REALLY convincing argument."

Nancy stopped searching for a moment and held her breath. Nancy’s time searching for Nancy had been 80% horror and worry and 20% festering hatred.

Of that 20%, 100% of it had been because Beth single handily broke up a 25 year marriage. Her parents, if she was being petty about it.

“It’s fine.” She ground out. Beth wasn’t well, be mad later. She found her Key. “Who’s Kitty?”

“One of my voices.” Beth twiddled her fingers towards her temple as if that explained it all, and in a way it did.

“Of course.” Nancy opened the door. “Don’t mind the mess.”

Beth stepped into the living room, which was a collage of clothes and takeout. Beth took a look about. “It’s giving me…” she sampled the air. “Chronic depression.”

Nancy smiled and joined her. There was the old Beth, if only for just a moment. “I was going for distraught.”

“Oh, well done.” She gestured broadly to the mess, and just like that the two fell back into the easy rapport they'd known as friends.

"She's such a disgusting pig! Take her out to the farm, strip her down, tell her she's your pig now and she should act like one!“

Dc 100

1d100: 4

Failure!

That, most definitely was not one of Nancy’s thoughts.

“What the hell?” Nancy was so aghast at the noise in her head, that she felt like she had to shake it loose.

Beth frowned, and backed into a wall. “Oh, no! You’re hearing them already? Oh no! Oh no! They’re going to make you do something to me. That’s not fair! They said they’d leave me alone!” Beth frantically started rubbing the front of her diaper, as if to relieve her anxiety.

“Hey hey!” Nancy grabbed her again. “It’s okay, I’m not going to do anything to you, I’m not hearing anything.”

Beth whimpered. “Did they tell you to say that?”

“No, I promise you’re safe.”

She seemed to relax. “Okay…” she pulled her hand from her crotch.

“Let’s get you to the bathroom, I’ll change you in there.”

“Okay…”

Nancy had no idea how much Beth had changed. The poor girl was just about willless now. A few months ago she would have at least put up a bit of a fight at having her friend change her diaper, but now she did just about anything anyone told her. So she moved into the bathroom, with her friend's concerned eyes on her.

"Man, Beth looks kinda hot wearing that diaper.."

DC 50

1d100: 26+1 = 27

Failure!

It was easier to shake that one off, it wasn't so tremendously out of her character, but that didn't even sound like her inner voice. That wasn't one of her thoughts, it didn't bubble up from the wrinkles in her brain. It's just like someone crammed that idea to the forefront of her mind, and it didn't take.

She cringed and rejected the idea, her friend was still in danger for all she knew, now was not the time to be perving on her, and definitely not the time to develop a new fetish.

She pushed into the bathroom and addressed her friend as gently as possible. "Okay, beth, just lie down."

"Okay." Beth rested her head on the side of the tub and lay down on the floor.

Nancy gulped and kneeled down. 'Gross gross gross gross' Those were her thoughts, that much she was sure of. She uptapped the edges of Molly's diaper and pried the soggy thingopen. She found herself sighing with relief. Just pee! Thank goodness. "Okay, now just lift your butt up."

"I've had my diaper changed before," Beth grumbled, obeying Nancy's command nonetheless.

"Me too, but it's been a few decades." Nancy tried to lighten the subject, but Beth wasn't laughing. Why would she? Nancy still didn't know why she was dressed like this. She tossed the diaper into the bin, happy to be rid of it. "I have to do something about the moisture." She said aloud, not really thinking about it as she grabbed a towel.

Beth's sex, and ass were glistening with moisture. Her pussy looked puffy and irritated, and Nancy couldn't help but notice that her clit was pierced. She gently brought the towel to Beth's sex and began to wipe her down. Nothing sexual about it, just a friend helping a friend.

She wasn't sure Beth agreed. The lost girl groaned and eventually moaned as Nancy worked her pussy over. It didn't take a detective to realize that piss wasn't the only thing soaking that diaper. Even once the pee had been cleared out from her lips, folds, and crack, Nancy had to go over her pussy three more times before Beth's apparent excitement began to die down and she was stopped dripping on the floor.

Throughout the exchange, not a word was uttered. Just beth's moans, and Nancy's panicked heartbeat.

"Beth should take a long, hot bath"

DC: 5

1d100: 79+1 = 80

Success!

+1 Corruption

Nancy's Corruption: 2

"You should take a long, hot bath," Nancy said almost as soon as the idea came into her head. It made sense, the bath was right there. And who knew how filthy her girl was? Plus, that would give her time to find some clothes, call the police, and start to think of a plan.

"Okay." Beth nodded.

Nancy rolled off Beth's ruffled socks, the black bottoms spoke of a long journey. Then she untied her friend's bib, ignoring the yellowish stains caked on it, that could only really be one thing. She turned the faucet on, plugged the tub, and feeling a bit mother hennish, took Beth's hair out of the pigtails. "You just soak in there and relax, okay?"

"Okay." Beth pulled herself up.

Nancy smiled. "Can't you say anything else?"

Beth gave a weak smile. "I'm happy to see you again."

"You have no idea." Nancy watched her friend sink into the bath with a long sigh. There was so much to do, and she hadn't yet realized that she wasn't the only person coming up with ideas.